adventures of a psychopathic magnet

"I ate the fetus crepe"

I have never made crepes, that is until 12am MST last night when Kiyomi and I thought it would be the perfect time to attempt such a culinary feat. Fresh from our adventures in the Tattered Cover and Annie's Cafe we set out to make these tasty treats. First we grabbed a box mix that had been left in my stocking. It made 36, that seemed like a few too many for a middle of the night first attempt. So we found another recipe. Unfortunatly splitting that recipe in half had its challenges, "so we need 1 1/4oz of butter. How the hell do we figure that out?" Never the less we, or rather Kiyomi who was in charge of mixing the batter, worked past any obstacle that arose to make a stunning bowl of crepe batter.
Now for cooking. When you buys crepes on the street in Paris they have all these dandy tools; a huge spatula, a nice flat surface to cook on, and this little stick that they twirl over the batter to flatten it out. Having that stick would have made things much easier. Instead our meathods varied from tilting the pan this way and that to trying to spread the rapidly cooking batter with the spatula. The end result, very oddly shappen crepes, that at times were a tad uneven in thickness. But that didn't stop us from eating and playing with all of them, no no. In fact I had a good laugh when at one point I turned around to see Kiyomi, hands on hips doing the church lady dance with bits of crepes stuck to her glasses. If only she had done her "sexy walk" it would have been too funny.
As I said to Kiyomi last night, I will master the art of crepes...or at least get damn close, and next time, I'll have Nutella in the house to go with them.

posted by lulu @ 1:17 PM